Us Against Them

My crazy ball of energy that is Baylee.  Also the translation for what she says is, "I'm dancing and being funny." Conference and a long car ride after lots of fun with cousins, who wouldn't fall asleep? That sound is Tate's way of saying, "I want some of your food, please."  And yes, I let my toddler feed my infant.  She is seriously a life saver sometimes. It's rare but I am brilliant sometimes.  I hung the shower curtain in the hallway for the kids to play with.  It keep them entertained for a few minutes and it did become a bit of a hazard.

     So last week I got really sick very suddenly.  I think I may end up sparing a lot of the details to keep from grossing people out and to save face for me:).  Tuesday was fine, everything and everyone was well.  Tuesday night comes and Dustin and I go to bed kind of late, as we usually do.  Around 3 AM I woke up feeling just a little nauseated, enough to get me out of bed though.  Let's just say, it takes a lot to get me out of bed!  I will usually try and sleep sicknesses off, especially if I was already asleep.  Well I also don't get nauseous very often, or throw up often.      I got out of bed to use the bathroom, thinking I'd feel better and be able to fall back asleep after.  No such luck.  I accidentally woke Dustin up on my way out to the couch.  I told him I wasn't feeling too well and that I'd go out to the living room and kids' bathroom so I don't keep him up.  I set up camp on the couch...

Punk kids and pumpkins.  Punkins.   Picking our pumpkins at the pumpkin patch Painting them for fhe He did eat some :S They get bored fast.  Tate lasted about four minutes with the painting.  He was done before I even sat down to start mine.  Not an exaggeration.  The finished products.  Dustin's has two sides.   More to come about my hopeful trip to the ER last week and my discouraging follow up at the doc's office today. 

Well, Tate's walking.  Heartbreak.  Excitement.  Pride.  Sadness.  All rolled up into one crazy, nameless emotion.  It just happened, just like that.  It was Sunday the 15th that he realized he can get from point A to point B by walking.  And he does.  He's doing really well with it.   He will still fall a lot and revert back to crawling to finish out his journey, but I think he'll be walking by the time he is officially 15 months old (4 days away).  I'm one big mess about it too.  I've already cried several times because my baby is no longer a baby!  And it is definitely not time for another one!!  Anyone have a newborn they'd like to loan me?   Baylee is being such a sweetheart.  Making up for Tate being a huge pill I guess.  We went to grandma's house earlier this week to stop me from killing one, if not both, of them.  It worked.  Both kids are still breathing.  Success!    ...

I'm in the other room and Baylee and Tate are in our bedroom.  Baylee is bossing Tate around and keeping him out of things like she does and then I hear her say excitedly, yet calm, "A picture of Jesus!"  Then even more calmly and quietly, "I remember you."  Sweet moments.   Then I heard her reading, "guh aw duh".  She was reading my Faith in God For Girls booklet.  She even opened it and started talking about going to church with grandma?  Then said the end.  As she was trying to read "God" and sound it out, she was getting confused and deemed it said "dog".  Same letters, must be confusing.  We've spelled and read "dog" with her a lot, but never "God".  

Baylee reading scriptures.  And being a ham.  As per usual. Tate helping daddy fix the fence.

More videos Dinner with Tate. Dinner with Baylee.